amnesia | editing

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After school, Di, Janice, Matthew and I all went over to Zann's house for a 'study' session.

Yes, 'study' session.

Mrs Yates gave us some triple chocolate cookies and milk.

Yes!

Chocolate is life,  you know.

Janice thanked Zann profusely.

"It is heaven!" she declared.

Matthew stifled a laugh.

"Shouldn't you be thanking Zann's mother?" he asked as he snagged a cookie and dipped it in milk.

I shrugged.

"Janice can do what she wants. I, for one, am thankful for the sugar high." I said and Zann smiled.

"No prob, Matt." she replied and flicked the Instagram app on her phone.

Immediately, Claris's latest post filled her screen.

"Hate this person here... what a loner." she read aloud, voice quaking.

Matthew's eyes widened and he took her phone and growled.

Feral.

He showed it to us.

"Isn't this cyberbullying or hate mail?" he asked.

Zann's eyes were filled with tears.

Matthew read on silently.

"Everything Claris posted isn't true. Read it, Matt. Di. Janice."

I grabbed the phone.

Zann is a forest of pimples. Her eyes look like almonds, which are the most disgusting nuts ever. She thinks she has Javier, but no, Claire does. Karma's payback has finally arrived. 

What did Claris think she was doing?

Meanie.

I know, I sound like a little kid.